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155 Is Haylee Acting Weird?
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The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 158 The Last Word
(Serena)I’m walking out of the mansion with a few things in a canvas tote, the rest is boxed and ready for the courier.I’ve given the baby a feed and bath, and more snuggles, and I wrote the letter for his new parents.It was so hard. But knowing that they know he was loved and nurtured is important to me.I’m not sure how James is feeling about this all. He’s clearly burying it under work.I’ll talk with him about it as soon as I can. I’ll tell him I saw Savannah, about what she said, I’m sure if I’ll tell him everything.The black town car pulls into the driveway.“What the actual fuck? Really?” I say up to the sky.Margot Hale steps out of the back seat in soft beige heels, immaculate as ever.Beige trench. Perfect hair. Perfect everything… on the surface.Of course.Because why wouldn’t the universe want me to check off every trauma box in a single day?“Serena,” she says smoothly, like I’m an old acquaintance and not the woman she’s tried to erase from her son’s life. “I didn’t
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 157 The Package Deal
(Serena)“We kissed, James and me.”“I know.”“Do you know he used to say the same things to me?” Her voice is low, intimate. “The promises. The forever. The grand gestures when he thought I was leaving him.”“Look, I don’t have time to listen to you trying to taunt me.”“There’s a whole other side to him you don’t know yet.” Then she looks at me thoughtfully. “Actually, you do know it, you just don’t realize you know.”“Savannah, good luck with life… I need to get going.”“James cheated on me. That’s why I left.”My head snaps up.“That’s right. Perfect James. He cheated on me. Oh, it was just a kiss he says. She kissed him. But you know… I bet he said that to you too, didn’t he?”I shift uncomfortably. “Savannah, the past is the past. People change.”“But do they?”“You kissed him Savannah, you know it and I know it. This conversation is over.”“You’re not his wife, Serena. You’re his project. His abandoned puppy. He wants to be the savior all the time, it makes him feel manly.”“He
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 156 Trying To Play Hero
(Serena)James calls while I’m half-packing and half-staring at my open suitcase like it’s going to fill itself.“Savannah’s out,” he says without preamble. “She left this morning.”I don’t know what I expect to feel. Relief, maybe. Vindication.But all I feel is sad because she might be out of there, but so am I. She won. Margot won.“And the baby?”“He’s still at the house,” James says. “Care team’s in place until the adoption is arranged. The agency’s working on it now.”Tear well in my eyes.“If you need anything for Paris,” he continues, “you still have some things here. The mansion is quiet. Go whenever you like. Or I can get your things couriered?”He doesn’t say it, but I hear the unspoken offering.He’s trying to keep the path open. Trying to make sure I know I can still walk it if I choose to.“I’ll stop by later.” I don’t want others going through my things that are there.And I need to say goodbye to Little Champ because, I need the closure, and I wish things could be dif
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 155 Is Haylee Acting Weird?
(Serena)The streets are already buzzing by the time I swing by Haylee’s apartment.I’d planned to head straight to the bakery, but figured I’d try my luck at a surprise pitstop.If she’s hungover, she’ll be at home. If she’s not home, no harm done.I text her from the car:I’m downstairs. Buzz me up.Haylee: Wait…what?! Gimme two seconds!The door unlocks and I head up the stairs.I knock once as I push the door open. “Hey, you left early...”Haylee is in a massive hoodie, sleeves pulled over her hands, her hair up in a tragic pineapple bun. “I did but I came home and crashed out till about ten minutes ago.”“You feeling better?”“I think I preferred when I was still drunk. You heading to the bakery?” she asks.“Yep. But I was hoping you’d help plan the grand opening of the new one. I’ll have a soft launch to make sure things are running smoothly.”Haylee nods, eyes still half-lidded, sipping. “I can do that. I mean, yeah. Just let me… sober up mentally. And I can think of planning.”
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 154 Dinner and Deals
(Serena)Ronan’s office is on the top floor of a sleek glass building with his name on the wall outside. Of course it is.Rich men seem to like it this way.I smile. I guess I’ll do the same when I can afford to own a skyscraper for my multitude of bakeries I’ll have.I step out of the elevator, already bracing myself for the kind of overdesigned, hypermodern vibe guys like him usually go for.But it’s… warm. Polished concrete floors, curved glass, and rich wood paneling. The kind of understated wealth that doesn’t need to scream about itself.His secretary is alert and smiles at me. “He’s waiting in the office, Mrs. Hale. Go right in.”“Call me Serena,” I say and smile back.He’s at the far end of his huge office, by the windows, phone to his ear and framed by the skyline.He sees me, smiles, and ends the call.“Morning, boss,” he says, gesturing toward the two chairs by his desk. “Coffee, water, champagne?”I roll my eyes. “Coffee, obviously.”“Head a little spongey?”“Just a little
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 153 I Need My Own Space
(Serena)I wake up to an empty bed.I smile to myself. Classic Haylee.She probably woke up at dawn as usual, needing coffee and went straight home to die in her own bed.I’ll call her later.My head is pounding and my mouth feels like it has wall to wall carpet installed.I check my phone: 7:42 a.m. One unread message from the group chat… just a fire emoji from Marcy.I grin. Last night was great. I feel renewed in many ways. I certainly feel like I know how I want to move my life forward, at least for now.We survived tequila and late-night secrets.I stretch, yawn, and pad over to the bathroom, brushing my teeth while avoiding looking too hard at my reflection.I look down and my eyes lock onto men’s underwear on the floor.Ewww. Wes must have dropped them.I back away. Mom can deal with those. I’m not touching them.I go to the toilet, pop back to wash my hands and head for the breakfast.Downstairs, the smell of toast and coffee greets me like a warm hug.Mom’s already at the tab
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